I wanted to like this book. I read the description, and really liked the idea of the book, but ultimately, I found that I liked the idea much more than I liked the story itself.
The story opens well; Lilith is standing atop a building, and contemplating suicide. What got here here? Why does she feel that there are no other options? The author drew me in pretty quickly, making me feel the depression that Lilith must have felt to be standing there. I was hooked, or so I thought.
The real issue for me is that once hooked, it felt like the author had no idea how to reel me in. The sister is dead. The sister is alive. the sister is dead again. I felt like I was a fish swimming in circles, getting no closer to the boat, but not really able to get away, either. Also, while I identified with Lilith, I really couldn't find any other characters that I could see as real, that I could care about, hate, or feel anything else about except for apathy.
Ultimately, about half way through I got bored, and like so many movies or other books, I wanted to know what happens, but not really enough to slog through the morass in front of me to get there. I admit I read the ending, hoping to find something there compelling enough to make me want to go back and finish the rest of the book. Instead, I found an ending I found as unsatisfying as the rest of the story, and I finally threw in the towel.
On the positive side, the author can definitely write, but I am not sure if he can tell a story well enough to make me want to read it. However, for getting me interested enough to read half the book, and interested enough to want to know how it ended, I have to give it three stars. Unfortunately, three stars isn't enough to make me want to anything else the author may produce.